Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 771: Meeting

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The eight-tailed fox!

An extremely beautiful eight-tailed fox.

The fur is made of white snow, very bright.

The only regret is that there is a deep wound on the back, blood bleeds all over, this wound is a bit fatal, it has a slightly open mouth, breathes quickly, and the belly is falling together, breathing hard.

Ning Xuemo was shocked in his heart, and there was an illusion that he knew something from abroad.

Is the eight-tailed fox? Is it the legendary Qingqiu fox family?

Ning Xuemo hasn't seen the story of Jiuweihu in modern times, and he likes this creature very much.

Now that the eight-tailed fox is severely injured and falls here, she is reluctant and can't help but want to walk away from the grass in front of her.

But her fingers passed through the grass, she couldn't even touch the grass!

She stared at God. Is the scene here empty or is she empty?

Her heart drew closer to the fox, who turned her back on her.

When Ning Xuemo stooped to hold it, his fingers passed through it again.

She stepped back two steps, looked at her hand, and realized that she was probably imaginary. She could see but not touch things in this world.

She wants to leave here, but she doesn't feel relieved about this injured fox, what a beautiful little thing, what if she is caught by a hunter?

The sound of flute suddenly passed down from the mountain in front.

The flute sounds so beautiful, the flowing water is generally smooth, and the quiet water is as cold as ice. Let people feel refreshed when they hear it!

The injured little fox shook his body, his two ears choked.

Suddenly staggered from the grass, stumbling in the direction from the sound of the flute.

Ning Xuemo couldn't help but follow.

The wound on the little fox didn't have time to deal with it, and the blood spilled to the ground, like a blossoming plum blossom blooming on the ground, which had an exquisite beauty.

Ning Xuemo followed the fox, lest it would be injured and fall down halfway.

Not bad, the little fox is very persistent. Although he stumbled all the way, he rushed there ...

There are already a lot of birds and beasts there, grazing, carnivorous, mixed together.

They didn't make any mistakes with each other, they were all staring in one direction, and each of them looked infatuated.

Ning Xuemo also looked in the direction they were staring, and my heart beat!

The emperor? !!

A man in white is sitting on a strange mountain.

White clothes are like flowing clouds in the sky, people are like the snow of the extreme peaks, hair is like flowing waterfalls, cold and indifferent, like gods overlooking sentient beings.

There should be no mask on his face, but Ning Xuemo tried his best to still not see his features. What technique should be used to separate them.

The man is holding a tube of jade flute, and the wind of the sky raises his clothespin, dancing like a butterfly with wings spread.

The man looked attentively, and seemed indifferent to everything.

The sound of his flute caused the birds to dance in the sky, and the beasts swayed on the ground as if they were dancing with the flute.

At the end of the song, the man slowly got up, apparently not wanting to blow.

The birds and beasts are reluctant to let go.

The little fox seems to have come to listen to the music, and after the man in white has finished playing, he also turns to leave.

But it probably lost too much blood, and it turned around as soon as it turned around, and Tongtong fell.

The little fox whined twice, and made a few gains on the ground, trying to get up without success.